I could write out 150 weird and annoying things about my SO, but I love him all the same. So if the annoying quirks aren't worth the person you're with, you know, being a good person- then you shouldn't be dating them in the first place.

Yea, if Waterworld is on, then my SO is watching it and insisting it is 'so bad it is good!' but, shiat, the guy puts up with my *insane* rules like 'only eat the ugly cookies I make- the rest are for my coworkers/family/friends' and spazzing out when (specifically, I will suddenly grab the door and the armrest as if preparing for impact) riding in the car and he goes 1 mph over the speed limit. That is exactly what matters in a relationship- you know exactly how annoying the other person is, and you just deal with it because they rock. Plus, everyone is annoying. Even you.

Because in the beginning they seem normal. That first kiss was sweet and everything you'd hoped it would be. He wasn't what you were looking for, but now you can't imagine your world without him. You begin building dreams around him.

As things progress you notice a few things that annoy you, but hey, nobody's perfect, right? But those minor annoyances don't go away. And he adds new ones. But hey, it's his quirks that make him who he is. And he does have some endearing qualities. The sex is great and his friends and family are accepting.

But the sex becomes routine. Or loses passion. Or just isn't as great anymore. And he's selfish in bed. Or he's too rough with your clit and won't listen when you tell him to ease up. Or he has a foot fetish. And he suggested that maybe your jeans are getting tight. Really? You haven't said shiat about his expanding beer pouch. Let alone the nasty beer burps. Those annoyances and quirks are becoming more like a festering sore that reveal the innermost workings of his mind.

And who knew. He's a sexist, psuedo Christian conservative jerk. Who eats cereal with farking waterl. I mean really who the fark does that?!

And all his endearing qualities just don't outweigh all the shiat he does that gets on your last farking nerve. And besides there are several cute guys who've been giving you the eye. You can do better.

I do not believe that there is a man who wears leather pants, calls his cockatoo his baby, and has too many pictures of Michael Phelps junk-- & THIS SAME MAN---wears sweat pants to a funeral, likes predator 2, wears airbrushed clothing, and enjoys kirk cameron.CONCLUSION: She is dating identical twins, one of whom is a homosexual and is doing his christian -conservative brother a favor by spending time with his deranged fiancee.

1) They're both very young2) I have a feeling he's cute, at least cute enough to give her the butterflies3) Lots of idiots have a kind of superficial charm. He might have seemed funny when she first met him4) They're both very young

Nothing in her letter implied that he treated her badly. He is apparently just a general, all-round eejit. And, as aforementioned, they're both very young. Good on her for realizing he wasn't someone to waste her time on.

Many years ago, when I was in college and the milk I'd bought had gone bad, I tried Diet Coke on cereal. This did not work at all. Water on cereal would've been an improvement. I never repeated this experiment, and kept a much closer eye on the expiration dates for the milk after that.

Tat'dGreaser:MBK: Why the hell would you date someone like that in the first place?

Yea she had a lot of opportunities to break up with him.

I can't stand when people rag on how their ex was in bed. You slept with them. Probably many times, even after they were horrible. That's on you.

Exactly. If the person you were dating/married to was such a loser, then unless you were only together for no more than a month it's because you CHOSE to be with a loser. That means, if nothing else, you have horrible taste in men/women. And that's not the other person's fault.

Because it's funny. Just my opinion. I'm kind of warped but apparently some Fark admins share my idea of funny.

On the other hand, let's discuss something about the article. How many images of Michael Phelps in a Speedo do you have stored on your computer? Let's compare? I will count mine. None. How many do you have?

Now, how many images of Kate Upton do I have on my computer? Brazillions. And I enjoy every one of them.

It's not that I can't enjoy a completely fake wannabe viral story, but this one is too all over the place and not really funny.

/like the guy who realized the creampie pr0no he just snapped it to was the video of his conception//the guy who had all of his sensory nerves severed so he could perceive God free from earthly distractions///like every captioned pic of Robert Downy Jr.

I mean, I don't eat my cereal with water, but I'm going to disagree with that centipede infested coont and say, there's nothing gross about pouring water on cereal rather than the more typical use of milk.